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The River

(from An Incurable Insanity)

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Meandering eternal

Perennial, over miles and miles

Of barren deserts

Golden fields

And rugged canyon

From a faint trickle to

A booming roar

It contorts, it twists, it rushes

It flows

Moods ever changing

From a pensive calm

To a nurturing warmth

And a restless fury

In constant motion

A persistent quest

For its ocean

Where its spirit can lay to rest

Carnival Of Life

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Pics taken on the Santa Monica Pier-Edits by Emrys

Carnival of Life

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As the earth spins

And time rolls on

Affection becomes an obligation

Lines deepen into wrinkles

The present becomes the past

And the past history

Front in line steps back

As the weary spine sags towards the ground

The carnival of life stops for no one

It simply goes on

Words Are Bland.

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Words are bland

Unless spiced with emotion

Prayer is without expression

Unless said with devotion

 

Love is an empty pot

Unless filled with trust

Earth is a barren spot

Without loads of dust

 

History is a blank slate

Without old tales to tell

Heavens wouldn’t be in demand

Without the ill repute of hell

 

Life would lack soul

Without the good and the bad

Friends make my life whole

For that I’m really glad

The Window : The Boy on the Street

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The view from inside the first courtyard of The Palazzo Vecchio- the town hall of Florence, Italy.

The Boy on The Street

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The entire world passes by

While she remains static

Finding relief from her reminiscences

Her morose thoughts

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A young man passes by

An inquisitive light in his eyes

She knows not his name

It’s but a trifling detail

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She welcomes the anonymous exchanges

A smile

Sometimes a wave

And assembles a hazy dream

Of carefree tomorrows

And hopeful todays

Windows

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Mumbai’s historic Chatrapati Shivaji Terminus (formerly Victoria Terminus)

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Humayun’s Maqbara (tomb of the Mughal emperor Humayun) in Delhi, India built 1569-70

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Alongside Chicago river

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Windows

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Clean windows, plain, glass, open, close, bright,

Light, shaded, paned, shuttered, blinded, boarded,

Rusty, dirty, smoky windows.

Broken, shattered, run down windows

Windows that protect and hide, windows to the world outside

And sometimes to the world within

Unraveling layer by layer, revealing,

A tool for introspection and scrutiny,

A glance into a soul, full of secrets and smokescreens,

Evasion, denial, half-truths

Windows, they tell it all.